I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Bring your own head.

Originally, because he heard the cheers of Karu Fangzhong, he seemed a little excited and nameless. Seeing Kuang San's cold face, he asked embarrassedly.

"Sister Mad... what's the matter?"

"It's alright, little! No! Name!" Kurumi put on a bright smile again.

Wuming just stared at Kurumi's bright smile...and shivered.

Kuang Sanjie seems to be in a bad mood... Is that the one here?God... no, elves have that too.

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The Hunters are an independent force organized to meet Kabane.

In the face of Kabane's winning streak, the land they passed, Kabane was swept away, and the land returned to human hands.

But as long as he thinks of the hunters, Kurumi will think of that 'black smoke'.

"Beautiful bird... whatever it is... you'd better not worry about Wu Ming."

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When the people of the Iron Fortress came to the city gate at the foot of the mountain, they saw the slowly approaching Juncheng——'Kecheng'.

It looked like a steam armored locomotive stained with blood.

There were also the people of the Hunters who lined up in front of Kecheng like a guard of honor.

Walking at the forefront of the team was a handsome man with long pink hair.There was an extremely long sword across his waist, and there was a trigger on the edge of the sword, just like... a swordsman's weapon.

His melancholy and handsome temperament can indeed attract many young girls.

Judging from the cheers like a mountain and a tsunami, it should be the legendary son of the general, the leader of the party's party -- Tiantiao Mima.

Beside him was a tall, blond woman with orange buns hanging down from the sides.

Kurumi stared coldly at the two, neither of them were human.

It's all Cabaneri.

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The formation of the hunting party was as if it had been rehearsed many times.

The posturing guys... Kurumi looked at them badly.

Except for being tall, that heavenly bird and beautiful horse was useless in Kuangsan's eyes, stupid to the point of death.

And Wuming became excited after seeing Tianniao Meima, if it wasn't for Kurumi holding her hand tightly, he would have already run away.

"Sister Mad! That's my elder brother." She pointed at the pink-haired man who was in the lead.

"Yeah." Kurumi smiled softly, but laughed so hard... that the people around the Iron City couldn't help but back away a few steps.

"Brother!"

Wuming called out loudly, attracting the attention of everyone in the hunting party.

Under the longing gazes of the people around, Tianniao Meima led the crowd to separate from the crowd and walked to the position of everyone in the Iron City.

"Nameless!" He looked down at Wuming in relief.

"Finally met." Wuming was obviously very happy.

"You're the only one, where's Siwen?" Tiantiao Mima looked around and asked Wuming melancholy.

"Dead." Kuang San, who held Wuming's hand tightly, sneered and replied before Wuming.

"Sister Kuang!" Wuming looked at Kuang San in astonishment. Why... When Kuang Sanjie and his elder brother met, it was this picture of a powder keg lit.

Did they... have a grudge before?

"Siwen died with a backbone." Wuming hurriedly added.

"Is that so." Tiantiao Mima seemed to be even more sad, closed her eyes and put her right hand in front of her heart.

"May he enjoy the fruits of reincarnation in the next life. But it's great that you're all right."

After that, he looked at Kurumi again.

"By the way, I haven't asked for advice yet, this lady is...?"

"It's Third Sister Mad." Wuming replied nervously. "Sister Kuang is very powerful. She has been escorting me to the Japanese Wenyi Station."

"Ah...Miss Kuangsan..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kurumi raised his head in an indifferent tone.

"Alala, the general's son...let's call me Tokisaki. Kurumi...I can't afford it." She deliberately bit the word 'general' very hard.

Judging from the information of the clone, the relationship between this noble son and his father is not ordinary.

Sure enough, after hearing Kuang San's deliberate emphasis, the noble son's face was also slightly sullen.

The two looked at each other, as if to wipe out the flames.

"Miss Tokisaki..."